Well, snow on the highest summits of the Howgill Fells anyway, though the lower slopes – apart from the tracks – were quite clear. But on this clear day there were views right down to Arnside and Morecombe Bay, though we couldn’t quite make out Blackpool Tower.
We had a morning’s walk up from Sedbergh, to Arrant Haw and then back via Winder. I like the Howgill Fells and all the more splendid that they are now in the Cumbrian part of the Yorkshire Dales National Park – and much more of our precious countryside deserves National Park status.
I like Sedbergh too, a splendid little book town, where you can happily browse the shelves of second-hand books having completed the walk.
It’s a while since we last walked on the Howgills and it was good to be back. These round friendly giants – didn’t Wainwright compare them to sleeping elephants – are a pleasure to walk over, and the snow on the tops was of the deep and playful kind.
We followed the Settlebeck Gill up on to the long bulging ridge of this chain of hills and then followed the very easy track up to Arrant Haw. Not the highest point, but, because of its isolation a terrific viewpoint, with grand views all round. The distant line of the Lakeland mountains looking positively Alpine in their snowy glory.
Then down to Winder, the fell that is very much Sedbergh’s own hill. Winder (pronounced like the windows George Formby used to clean in the song) is an easy delight. But magnificent for a minor summit.
Then back to Sedbergh for a long browse in the bookshops.
A splendid way to spend a winter’s day.All pictures (c) John Bainbridge 2018 – click on them to enlarge